Author: sdudi
Word count: 5716
I don’t know how long it took, Lingling finally raised her buttocks, my mouth was full of her love juice, and I was desperately enjoying the fresh air. “Big Brother~ let’s stop here today, Lingling is tired too” This sentence “let’s go here” made me feel very relieved, just when I thought I escaped from the claws of evil, Lingling showed a weird smile again “As a reward, today you can have a sweet dream with my stockings~” Lingling took off her white stockings, put them on my head, and pulled me into the closet. “Goodbye ~ big brother, see you tomorrow ~” The closet door slowly closed, what is waiting for me tomorrow? How long can I live? Maybe… this is not necessarily a bad thing at all. I thought so, gave up thinking, enjoyed the white stockings on my head that were still warm and smelled of Lingling, and fell asleep
Bang, bang, a knock on the outside of the cabinet woke me up. “Hey, wake up.” Lingling opened the door of the closet, and just now I was enjoying the fragrance of Lingling’s socks while having a sweet dream, “Big brother, I’m going out for a while today, you have to stay at home obediently, come back later and let’s play together~” What? Has another day passed? Being locked in a cupboard, I have lost the concept of time.
After finishing speaking, Lingling closed the cupboard and left. I heard her voice coming downstairs, followed by Lingling’s sweet voice, “Bye, brother, be good~” followed by the sound of the door closing. Just when I was about to accept the reality and hurry up to sleep for a while, I suddenly remembered that Lingling didn’t seem to have locked the cabinet before leaving. Doesn’t that mean…..I…I can escape?
Pulling myself together, I squirm to the cabinet door and try to push the door open with my head. Although I couldn’t see clearly with the stockings on my head, I could vaguely feel the light shining into the bedroom from the window. I succeeded, and I escaped from the closet.
The first thing I have to do is to untie the plastic jump rope that binds my feet, otherwise all subsequent escapes will be very difficult. After repeated attempts, I finally squatted up and untied the skipping rope binding my ankles with my hands. As long as I can stand up, I will have the opportunity to go back and look for tools. Fortunately, Lingling’s stockings are white, through which I can vaguely see the outside world, I went downstairs, ready to find scissors to try to untie my hands. But at this critical moment, the doorbell rang from the direction of the gate.
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